Spirit Riding Free (2017) s02e05 Episode Script
Lucky and the Christmas Spirit
1 [horse whinnies.]
[horse chuffs.]
[theme music playing.]
I'm gonna ride I'm riding free So come along, let's go along Come on the journey with me I'm gonna ride I'm riding free As long as I am here with you I feel the spirit within me - Yeah, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh, eh Yeah, eh, eh Yeah, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Hmm.
[neighs.]
[chuffs.]
[giggles.]
-Oof! -Ahh! [gasps.]
Whoa-ho! -Is this the express train? -Sorry, Dad.
You want to come pick out a Christmas tree? Just like back in the city, except here, we get to cut the tree down ourselves.
I've got school.
If I'm late, Miss Flores will probably give me detention.
-Speaking of Miss Flores -I know! Who gives detention on the last day before vacation? Miss Flores, that's who.
Uh, Lucky, I'd like to invite Kate-- Miss Flores-- to Christmas dinner.
Our Christmas dinner? -Yes.
-Here? -Yes.
-In our house? Preferably.
I know it's been a big change, me dating your teacher.
But you're the most important person in the world to me, and I'd never want to-- Okay.
Okay? Okay to her coming? Yep.
[Jim.]
Well, all right, then.
Bye! [Spirit snorts, sniffs.]
-Whoa! -[whinnies.]
[Cora humming.]
-Hmm.
-[Jim.]
Cora! Cora! I'm right here.
There's no need to bellow like a common street peddler.
Have I got a surprise for you.
I hope it's sugar so I can make proper icing.
Eh, 'fraid not.
The store's empty and with the storm, the trains won't be getting through till January, but I did manage to get one thing for our Christmas dinner.
[gasps.]
You didn't.
The butcher told me he was out! -How did you-- -[goose honks.]
Oh! [gasps.]
[honks.]
It's alive? Yeah.
The last goose left in Miradero! But it's alive.
We'll just take it to the butcher on Christmas Eve.
Until then, you can fatten it up and make it even tastier.
-[goose honking.]
-Well, I suppose it would be very fresh.
Oh, and I can make chestnut stuffing and an orange glaze and gravy.
We've never had a Christmas without a goose.
Oh, all right.
But for heaven's sake, take it to the backyard.
Animals are for outside.
-[goose honks.]
-[Jim grunting.]
[gasps.]
[wind whistling.]
[sighs.]
[neighs.]
Spirit, I'm fine.
[neighs.]
Really! More than fine.
Christmas is my favorite time of the year, so, you know, I'm great.
[Spirit chuffs.]
[Cora.]
Hmm, too small.
Too big.
Although you'll be bigger.
Oh, and this color suits your eyes.
Not that it matters.
Let's get you some food to fatten you up.
[honks.]
No, no, no.
You stay here.
You can't come into the house.
No.
Sit.
Stay.
[honks.]
For Christmas, Ma makes a cake with one lucky almond in it, and whoever gets it will have good luck all year.
-[sighs.]
-[Frank.]
I got it last year, and I guess it was a pretty good year.
I planted a new onion garden.
Oh, thank you, Frank.
That was very interesting.
Wasn't it, class? So who's next for Christmas show-and-tell? Oh, what do you have there, Lucky? It's a snow globe of my old home.
Christmas in the city is magical.
Every tree and lamppost is covered in lights and wreaths and tinsel.
And all the stores have the most beautiful Christmas displays.
Everywhere you look, there's something amazing.
Me and my dad would go window-shopping for hours.
It was perfect.
Why'd you shop for windows? And whoever heard of a lucky almond? Lucky walnut, sure, but almond? Well, then why don't you go next, Snips, and tell us about your family's traditions? Thank you, Lucky.
That was lovely.
Hmm? Hmm? Ta-da! That's right.
My show-and-tell is nothing 'cause that's what we're getting for Christmas.
-[girl.]
Oh, my goodness.
-[girl 2.]
Nothing? My dad says Santa's sleigh is gonna be late 'cause of some dumb blizzard.
Our presents aren't comin'! So bah humbug! Oh, but the holidays aren't just about gifts.
They're about traditions and being with your loved ones.
My presents are my loved ones.
Presents! Presents! [all chanting.]
Presents! Presents! Snips! No! [both gasp.]
Oh, Lucky.
Oh, my.
I'm so sorry.
-Lucky, wait up! -We can fix it! Ugh! You can't fix Miss Flores! It's bad enough she has to date my dad, but now she's coming to my Christmas dinner, too! She ruined my snow globe.
She's ruining Christmas! Miss Flores ruins everything! [light crackling.]
I wanted to make sure you were okay and to wish you all a good vacation.
-[horse whinnies.]
-[girls.]
Yah! Yah! [Abigail.]
Come on, Boomerang! Let's go, boy! [Pru.]
Go, Chica Linda! -[Abigail.]
Come on! -[Pru.]
Yah! [Pru.]
Faster, girl! Whoo-hoo! [Lucky.]
What in the [whinnies.]
[Abigail.]
Yeah! [horse whinnying.]
Are you okay, Lucky? [Pru.]
Hey, we were winning.
What gives? [Lucky.]
It's Spirit.
I think he's thinner than usual.
And his fur feels super furry.
[chuckles.]
That's normal.
Horses' coats get thicker in the winter, especially wild ones.
They don't have much food on the frontier, so they get leaner.
So he's not sick? No, and the last one back to the barn has to muck the stalls! [Spirit chuffs.]
Uh-oh.
I'm stuck in reverse.
Who's a good goose? [gasps.]
Can a good goose open wide? This looks like my house, and you look like my aunt, but that's a live animal in your kitchen.
Oh, I'm just fattening him up so we'll have the most divine Christmas dinner.
But he's a surprisingly picky eater.
I tried bread and then cooked carrots and then sardines Um, do you need any help getting ready for Christmas dinner? Yes, thank you.
You can set out the silver and polish it.
Maybe canned beets? Oh, and don't forget we need four settings.
[groans.]
Now, I'm sure it wasn't easy to agree to have your teacher at Christmas dinner.
You're being very mature about this, Lucky.
I'm proud.
Oh, yeah.
Well Oh, eggs! Is that wrong? [screeching honk.]
[giggles.]
-[Pru grunts.]
-[Lucky.]
Everything okay, Pru? Yeah.
[sighs.]
No.
It just doesn't feel like Christmas.
I know I'm not supposed to care about presents, but I was really hoping to find a show bridle under the tree Christmas morning.
[cart thuds.]
[Snips.]
Oh, hi.
Didn't see you there.
-What do you want, Snips? -[neighing.]
I'm bored.
Señor Carrots is too busy being in the town manger scene to hang out with me.
Oh, he's the donkey? No, he's one of the wise men.
I wish it wasn't even Christmas.
Then at least I'd have Señor Carrots, and we could go on one of our daring adventures.
Instead, I'm stuck with you stinky girls.
Ugh! You're not stuck with us.
Aw, come on.
Let me stay.
You stink 'cause you spend all your time in the barn.
Snips, get out.
Not Christmassy! -[grunts.]
-I'm telling! -Snips is right.
-What? We do spend a lot of time in this barn.
He's right about Christmas.
It should be magical.
Now we can't make it snow.
We can't make the gifts get here on time, and we can't stop Miss Flores from being a globe-smashing dinner crasher! But we can save Christmas.
[wheezes.]
Aw, look.
Boomerang's choked up.
[hacking.]
Oh, no.
He's just choking.
[wheezing.]
That sounds great, but how are we gonna do that? In the city, my friends and I used to play Santa's elves and surprise each other with gifts.
Why can't the PALs play Santa's elves to the kids of Miradero? We'll sneak around and deliver presents, and when the other kids wake up on Christmas morning, it'll feel like Christmas again! Ahh! I love it! What do you say, Pru? What do I say? Lucky, this is the best idea you've ever had! Okay, first we need a list of kids.
[gasps.]
Yes! Elves are always making lists.
First, Turo.
And Snips, I guess.
-And Mary Pat and Bianca.
-And Maricela.
Ugh! No way I'm giving Maricela a gift.
It's Christmas! We're elves.
Everybody goes on the list.
[grunts.]
Well, she'd be on the naughty list and get a lump of coal, which is good, because with the train delayed, there's not much else to buy in the general store.
They're out of coal, too.
That's okay.
If we think about what people really want, maybe we can make presents or reuse stuff we already have.
And if we really want to make it a special surprise, we have to deliver the presents without anyone finding out.
[laughs.]
How'd you do that? I have no idea.
-[Jim laughing.]
-Dad, come on.
[knock on door.]
Kate! Come in.
Lucky and I were just decorating the tree.
Thanks, but I was just dropping off these cookies.
[Jim.]
How did you know I love cookies? I also wanted to tell you that I'm sorry, but I won't be able to come to Christmas dinner.
Oh, no.
Did something happen? No, no.
I really appreciate the invitation.
I'm just Well, um, I always spend the holiday with some old friends, and I want to keep up that tradition.
Of course.
I understand.
[sighs.]
Oh, there you are.
Well, guess there's gonna be more goose for us.
[Cora whimpers.]
Hi, Spirit.
Notice anything new? I've been so caught up in everything-- how different Christmas is here-- I sort of forgot the real present.
[chuffs.]
You.
[neighing.]
[Pru.]
Oh, Turo's gonna love it.
[Snips.]
Abigail! Abigail! -[gasps.]
-[Snips.]
Where are you? [grunts.]
-There you are.
-We're busy.
[Snips.]
You don't look busy.
Snips, go home.
But Señor Carrots won't talk to me anymore now that he's a big star! Aww.
What are we gonna make for Snips? Ooh, a bolt for the door so he can't get in? [gasps.]
A bell to go around his neck? [Lucky.]
Or something nice since it's Christmas? [Pru.]
Eh, if that's the direction you want to go.
[playing "Joy to the World".]
[honks.]
This is my favorite song, too.
-[Jim.]
Cora? -[gasps.]
Who were you Were you talking to the goose? You're not getting attached, are you? [scoffs.]
No, of course not.
The only thing I'm attached to is what a delicious dinner Clancy will be.
Well, good, because it's Christmas Eve, and "Clancy" is looking ready.
No! I I still need some ingredients from the store.
[horses neighing.]
[horses neighing.]
[chuffs.]
[chuffs.]
[whinnies softly.]
-[wood creaks.]
-[whimpers.]
[Cora.]
Lucky.
-Aunt Cora, I'm sor-- -Shh! [honks quietly.]
Here, take Clancy with you.
And whatever you do, do not let your father see him.
-Who's Clancy? -Oh! Abigail, Pru, meet Clancy.
Clancy, meet Abigail and Pru.
[squawking.]
[chuffs and whinnies.]
[honks.]
[whinnies.]
Turo's horse blanket.
Abigail, do you have Snips' gift? Right here and I baked pies for the other kids.
We know Mary Pat and Bianca like them.
Ugh, only one we're missing is Maricela.
Don't worry.
I figured out the perfect gift for her last night.
Remember this from my first day of school? [laughs.]
I thought you were the most stuck-up girl I had ever laid eyes on.
So it's perfect for Maricela! And here, these are for you two.
We got you a present, too, but Abigail gave it to your dad to put under the tree.
I wanted it to be a surprise.
It will be.
Now open yours.
[gasps.]
I know it's no new bridle-- Oh, it's perfect! -[whinnies.]
-[laughs.]
Chica Linda thinks so, too.
[all giggling.]
[Clancy honking.]
[Clancy honking.]
[Maricela.]
Fa, la, la, la, la, La, la, la, laaaaa -[both gasp.]
-[honks.]
[Maricela.]
Fa-la-la-la-la La-la, la, laaaaa [growls.]
Merry Christmas, Maricela.
You're up early.
Oh, Merry Christmas.
The morning air is good for my voice.
What are you doing? I always go on early-morning walks.
How pedestrian.
Well, got to get going.
Bye, bye, bye, bye Bye, bye, bye [Clancy honking.]
-[honks.]
-[horse neighing.]
[girls grunting and yelping.]
[honks loudly.]
Aha! -Shh! -Snips? You sneak! I know what you're up to.
Thieverin'! I thought I hated Christmas this year, but to stoop to stealin'? -You ought to be ashamed! -We're not thieves.
So how come you're sneakin' in people's houses? Ugh! We're not taking things; we're leaving them.
Yeah, right.
I used that one before.
Trust me, no one's gonna buy it.
No, really! We're helping Santa, since he's so busy.
In fact, he gave us something for you.
Santa asked you to give me a present? He sure did! I can't read.
Santa ought to know that.
I'll read it for you.
Oh, it's a Tag-Along Ticket.
You can use it to tag along with us for one whole day.
Wow! Santa must've made this for me, 'cause that's the thing I wanted most in the whole wide world! That and for Señor Carrots to stop acting like he's better than me.
I want to cash it in now! Uh, you can't.
Not now, because We have a special, secret elf job for you.
-Santa's orders.
-[drum flourish.]
He needs you to take this very important goose home to my aunt Cora.
[honks.]
[neighs.]
Can you do that? I won't let Santa down.
[Clancy honks.]
Come on, pals.
We have one last delivery to make.
[slow-tempo music playing.]
In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan Earth stood hard as iron Water like a stone Snow had fallen, snow on snow Snow on snow In the bleak midwinter Long ago What can I give Him Poor as I am? If I were a shepherd I would bring a lamb If I were a wise man I would do my part What can I give Him? Give my heart I-- I just wanted to make sure that you didn't cancel on Christmas dinner because of what I said.
Because I didn't really mean it.
I mean I meant it at the time, but not now.
Not really.
It's okay, Lucky.
I meant what I said about the holidays being about tradition.
I wouldn't want to ruin your traditions and reading this book happens to be one of mine.
Really? Really.
Have a wonderful Christmas.
[scraping.]
-[whimpers.]
-[honks.]
Ohh -[gasps.]
-Cora, where's that goose? The goose? Um, ah, hmm.
I don't know.
I haven't seen him.
[honks.]
No! You can't! [laughs.]
Don't worry, I won't.
Here's your present, Cora: an official pardon.
We won't eat Clancy.
[laughing.]
-[Jim laughs.]
-[Clancy honks.]
[Lucky.]
Dad, Aunt Cora? I I hope you don't mind, but I brought a guest.
Merry Christmas, everyone! Kate! Uh, please, come in.
Welcome.
I hope you like string bean casserole.
We're starting a new Christmas dinner tradition! -[Clancy honks.]
-We are? ["Joy to the World" playing" [music continuing.]
[wind howling.]
[choir.]
And the mountains in reply Echo back their joyous strains Glo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oria In excelsis deo Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? Say what may the tidings be [chuffs.]
Which inspire your heavenly song? Glo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oria In excelsis deo Glo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oria In excelsis deo
[horse chuffs.]
[theme music playing.]
I'm gonna ride I'm riding free So come along, let's go along Come on the journey with me I'm gonna ride I'm riding free As long as I am here with you I feel the spirit within me - Yeah, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh, eh Yeah, eh, eh Yeah, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Hmm.
[neighs.]
[chuffs.]
[giggles.]
-Oof! -Ahh! [gasps.]
Whoa-ho! -Is this the express train? -Sorry, Dad.
You want to come pick out a Christmas tree? Just like back in the city, except here, we get to cut the tree down ourselves.
I've got school.
If I'm late, Miss Flores will probably give me detention.
-Speaking of Miss Flores -I know! Who gives detention on the last day before vacation? Miss Flores, that's who.
Uh, Lucky, I'd like to invite Kate-- Miss Flores-- to Christmas dinner.
Our Christmas dinner? -Yes.
-Here? -Yes.
-In our house? Preferably.
I know it's been a big change, me dating your teacher.
But you're the most important person in the world to me, and I'd never want to-- Okay.
Okay? Okay to her coming? Yep.
[Jim.]
Well, all right, then.
Bye! [Spirit snorts, sniffs.]
-Whoa! -[whinnies.]
[Cora humming.]
-Hmm.
-[Jim.]
Cora! Cora! I'm right here.
There's no need to bellow like a common street peddler.
Have I got a surprise for you.
I hope it's sugar so I can make proper icing.
Eh, 'fraid not.
The store's empty and with the storm, the trains won't be getting through till January, but I did manage to get one thing for our Christmas dinner.
[gasps.]
You didn't.
The butcher told me he was out! -How did you-- -[goose honks.]
Oh! [gasps.]
[honks.]
It's alive? Yeah.
The last goose left in Miradero! But it's alive.
We'll just take it to the butcher on Christmas Eve.
Until then, you can fatten it up and make it even tastier.
-[goose honking.]
-Well, I suppose it would be very fresh.
Oh, and I can make chestnut stuffing and an orange glaze and gravy.
We've never had a Christmas without a goose.
Oh, all right.
But for heaven's sake, take it to the backyard.
Animals are for outside.
-[goose honks.]
-[Jim grunting.]
[gasps.]
[wind whistling.]
[sighs.]
[neighs.]
Spirit, I'm fine.
[neighs.]
Really! More than fine.
Christmas is my favorite time of the year, so, you know, I'm great.
[Spirit chuffs.]
[Cora.]
Hmm, too small.
Too big.
Although you'll be bigger.
Oh, and this color suits your eyes.
Not that it matters.
Let's get you some food to fatten you up.
[honks.]
No, no, no.
You stay here.
You can't come into the house.
No.
Sit.
Stay.
[honks.]
For Christmas, Ma makes a cake with one lucky almond in it, and whoever gets it will have good luck all year.
-[sighs.]
-[Frank.]
I got it last year, and I guess it was a pretty good year.
I planted a new onion garden.
Oh, thank you, Frank.
That was very interesting.
Wasn't it, class? So who's next for Christmas show-and-tell? Oh, what do you have there, Lucky? It's a snow globe of my old home.
Christmas in the city is magical.
Every tree and lamppost is covered in lights and wreaths and tinsel.
And all the stores have the most beautiful Christmas displays.
Everywhere you look, there's something amazing.
Me and my dad would go window-shopping for hours.
It was perfect.
Why'd you shop for windows? And whoever heard of a lucky almond? Lucky walnut, sure, but almond? Well, then why don't you go next, Snips, and tell us about your family's traditions? Thank you, Lucky.
That was lovely.
Hmm? Hmm? Ta-da! That's right.
My show-and-tell is nothing 'cause that's what we're getting for Christmas.
-[girl.]
Oh, my goodness.
-[girl 2.]
Nothing? My dad says Santa's sleigh is gonna be late 'cause of some dumb blizzard.
Our presents aren't comin'! So bah humbug! Oh, but the holidays aren't just about gifts.
They're about traditions and being with your loved ones.
My presents are my loved ones.
Presents! Presents! [all chanting.]
Presents! Presents! Snips! No! [both gasp.]
Oh, Lucky.
Oh, my.
I'm so sorry.
-Lucky, wait up! -We can fix it! Ugh! You can't fix Miss Flores! It's bad enough she has to date my dad, but now she's coming to my Christmas dinner, too! She ruined my snow globe.
She's ruining Christmas! Miss Flores ruins everything! [light crackling.]
I wanted to make sure you were okay and to wish you all a good vacation.
-[horse whinnies.]
-[girls.]
Yah! Yah! [Abigail.]
Come on, Boomerang! Let's go, boy! [Pru.]
Go, Chica Linda! -[Abigail.]
Come on! -[Pru.]
Yah! [Pru.]
Faster, girl! Whoo-hoo! [Lucky.]
What in the [whinnies.]
[Abigail.]
Yeah! [horse whinnying.]
Are you okay, Lucky? [Pru.]
Hey, we were winning.
What gives? [Lucky.]
It's Spirit.
I think he's thinner than usual.
And his fur feels super furry.
[chuckles.]
That's normal.
Horses' coats get thicker in the winter, especially wild ones.
They don't have much food on the frontier, so they get leaner.
So he's not sick? No, and the last one back to the barn has to muck the stalls! [Spirit chuffs.]
Uh-oh.
I'm stuck in reverse.
Who's a good goose? [gasps.]
Can a good goose open wide? This looks like my house, and you look like my aunt, but that's a live animal in your kitchen.
Oh, I'm just fattening him up so we'll have the most divine Christmas dinner.
But he's a surprisingly picky eater.
I tried bread and then cooked carrots and then sardines Um, do you need any help getting ready for Christmas dinner? Yes, thank you.
You can set out the silver and polish it.
Maybe canned beets? Oh, and don't forget we need four settings.
[groans.]
Now, I'm sure it wasn't easy to agree to have your teacher at Christmas dinner.
You're being very mature about this, Lucky.
I'm proud.
Oh, yeah.
Well Oh, eggs! Is that wrong? [screeching honk.]
[giggles.]
-[Pru grunts.]
-[Lucky.]
Everything okay, Pru? Yeah.
[sighs.]
No.
It just doesn't feel like Christmas.
I know I'm not supposed to care about presents, but I was really hoping to find a show bridle under the tree Christmas morning.
[cart thuds.]
[Snips.]
Oh, hi.
Didn't see you there.
-What do you want, Snips? -[neighing.]
I'm bored.
Señor Carrots is too busy being in the town manger scene to hang out with me.
Oh, he's the donkey? No, he's one of the wise men.
I wish it wasn't even Christmas.
Then at least I'd have Señor Carrots, and we could go on one of our daring adventures.
Instead, I'm stuck with you stinky girls.
Ugh! You're not stuck with us.
Aw, come on.
Let me stay.
You stink 'cause you spend all your time in the barn.
Snips, get out.
Not Christmassy! -[grunts.]
-I'm telling! -Snips is right.
-What? We do spend a lot of time in this barn.
He's right about Christmas.
It should be magical.
Now we can't make it snow.
We can't make the gifts get here on time, and we can't stop Miss Flores from being a globe-smashing dinner crasher! But we can save Christmas.
[wheezes.]
Aw, look.
Boomerang's choked up.
[hacking.]
Oh, no.
He's just choking.
[wheezing.]
That sounds great, but how are we gonna do that? In the city, my friends and I used to play Santa's elves and surprise each other with gifts.
Why can't the PALs play Santa's elves to the kids of Miradero? We'll sneak around and deliver presents, and when the other kids wake up on Christmas morning, it'll feel like Christmas again! Ahh! I love it! What do you say, Pru? What do I say? Lucky, this is the best idea you've ever had! Okay, first we need a list of kids.
[gasps.]
Yes! Elves are always making lists.
First, Turo.
And Snips, I guess.
-And Mary Pat and Bianca.
-And Maricela.
Ugh! No way I'm giving Maricela a gift.
It's Christmas! We're elves.
Everybody goes on the list.
[grunts.]
Well, she'd be on the naughty list and get a lump of coal, which is good, because with the train delayed, there's not much else to buy in the general store.
They're out of coal, too.
That's okay.
If we think about what people really want, maybe we can make presents or reuse stuff we already have.
And if we really want to make it a special surprise, we have to deliver the presents without anyone finding out.
[laughs.]
How'd you do that? I have no idea.
-[Jim laughing.]
-Dad, come on.
[knock on door.]
Kate! Come in.
Lucky and I were just decorating the tree.
Thanks, but I was just dropping off these cookies.
[Jim.]
How did you know I love cookies? I also wanted to tell you that I'm sorry, but I won't be able to come to Christmas dinner.
Oh, no.
Did something happen? No, no.
I really appreciate the invitation.
I'm just Well, um, I always spend the holiday with some old friends, and I want to keep up that tradition.
Of course.
I understand.
[sighs.]
Oh, there you are.
Well, guess there's gonna be more goose for us.
[Cora whimpers.]
Hi, Spirit.
Notice anything new? I've been so caught up in everything-- how different Christmas is here-- I sort of forgot the real present.
[chuffs.]
You.
[neighing.]
[Pru.]
Oh, Turo's gonna love it.
[Snips.]
Abigail! Abigail! -[gasps.]
-[Snips.]
Where are you? [grunts.]
-There you are.
-We're busy.
[Snips.]
You don't look busy.
Snips, go home.
But Señor Carrots won't talk to me anymore now that he's a big star! Aww.
What are we gonna make for Snips? Ooh, a bolt for the door so he can't get in? [gasps.]
A bell to go around his neck? [Lucky.]
Or something nice since it's Christmas? [Pru.]
Eh, if that's the direction you want to go.
[playing "Joy to the World".]
[honks.]
This is my favorite song, too.
-[Jim.]
Cora? -[gasps.]
Who were you Were you talking to the goose? You're not getting attached, are you? [scoffs.]
No, of course not.
The only thing I'm attached to is what a delicious dinner Clancy will be.
Well, good, because it's Christmas Eve, and "Clancy" is looking ready.
No! I I still need some ingredients from the store.
[horses neighing.]
[horses neighing.]
[chuffs.]
[chuffs.]
[whinnies softly.]
-[wood creaks.]
-[whimpers.]
[Cora.]
Lucky.
-Aunt Cora, I'm sor-- -Shh! [honks quietly.]
Here, take Clancy with you.
And whatever you do, do not let your father see him.
-Who's Clancy? -Oh! Abigail, Pru, meet Clancy.
Clancy, meet Abigail and Pru.
[squawking.]
[chuffs and whinnies.]
[honks.]
[whinnies.]
Turo's horse blanket.
Abigail, do you have Snips' gift? Right here and I baked pies for the other kids.
We know Mary Pat and Bianca like them.
Ugh, only one we're missing is Maricela.
Don't worry.
I figured out the perfect gift for her last night.
Remember this from my first day of school? [laughs.]
I thought you were the most stuck-up girl I had ever laid eyes on.
So it's perfect for Maricela! And here, these are for you two.
We got you a present, too, but Abigail gave it to your dad to put under the tree.
I wanted it to be a surprise.
It will be.
Now open yours.
[gasps.]
I know it's no new bridle-- Oh, it's perfect! -[whinnies.]
-[laughs.]
Chica Linda thinks so, too.
[all giggling.]
[Clancy honking.]
[Clancy honking.]
[Maricela.]
Fa, la, la, la, la, La, la, la, laaaaa -[both gasp.]
-[honks.]
[Maricela.]
Fa-la-la-la-la La-la, la, laaaaa [growls.]
Merry Christmas, Maricela.
You're up early.
Oh, Merry Christmas.
The morning air is good for my voice.
What are you doing? I always go on early-morning walks.
How pedestrian.
Well, got to get going.
Bye, bye, bye, bye Bye, bye, bye [Clancy honking.]
-[honks.]
-[horse neighing.]
[girls grunting and yelping.]
[honks loudly.]
Aha! -Shh! -Snips? You sneak! I know what you're up to.
Thieverin'! I thought I hated Christmas this year, but to stoop to stealin'? -You ought to be ashamed! -We're not thieves.
So how come you're sneakin' in people's houses? Ugh! We're not taking things; we're leaving them.
Yeah, right.
I used that one before.
Trust me, no one's gonna buy it.
No, really! We're helping Santa, since he's so busy.
In fact, he gave us something for you.
Santa asked you to give me a present? He sure did! I can't read.
Santa ought to know that.
I'll read it for you.
Oh, it's a Tag-Along Ticket.
You can use it to tag along with us for one whole day.
Wow! Santa must've made this for me, 'cause that's the thing I wanted most in the whole wide world! That and for Señor Carrots to stop acting like he's better than me.
I want to cash it in now! Uh, you can't.
Not now, because We have a special, secret elf job for you.
-Santa's orders.
-[drum flourish.]
He needs you to take this very important goose home to my aunt Cora.
[honks.]
[neighs.]
Can you do that? I won't let Santa down.
[Clancy honks.]
Come on, pals.
We have one last delivery to make.
[slow-tempo music playing.]
In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan Earth stood hard as iron Water like a stone Snow had fallen, snow on snow Snow on snow In the bleak midwinter Long ago What can I give Him Poor as I am? If I were a shepherd I would bring a lamb If I were a wise man I would do my part What can I give Him? Give my heart I-- I just wanted to make sure that you didn't cancel on Christmas dinner because of what I said.
Because I didn't really mean it.
I mean I meant it at the time, but not now.
Not really.
It's okay, Lucky.
I meant what I said about the holidays being about tradition.
I wouldn't want to ruin your traditions and reading this book happens to be one of mine.
Really? Really.
Have a wonderful Christmas.
[scraping.]
-[whimpers.]
-[honks.]
Ohh -[gasps.]
-Cora, where's that goose? The goose? Um, ah, hmm.
I don't know.
I haven't seen him.
[honks.]
No! You can't! [laughs.]
Don't worry, I won't.
Here's your present, Cora: an official pardon.
We won't eat Clancy.
[laughing.]
-[Jim laughs.]
-[Clancy honks.]
[Lucky.]
Dad, Aunt Cora? I I hope you don't mind, but I brought a guest.
Merry Christmas, everyone! Kate! Uh, please, come in.
Welcome.
I hope you like string bean casserole.
We're starting a new Christmas dinner tradition! -[Clancy honks.]
-We are? ["Joy to the World" playing" [music continuing.]
[wind howling.]
[choir.]
And the mountains in reply Echo back their joyous strains Glo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oria In excelsis deo Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? Say what may the tidings be [chuffs.]
Which inspire your heavenly song? Glo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oria In excelsis deo Glo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oria In excelsis deo